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No, strangely enough—not as yet. He comes here only once a year—on his way up to his hunting-grounds.—Excuse me for the moment

[Makes a movement to go into the hotel.

[Heard outside.] Stop a moment, man! Devil take it all, can't you stop? Why do you always scuttle away from me?

[Stops.] I am not scuttling at all, Mr. Ulfheim.

['' enters from the left followed by a servant with a couple of sporting dogs in leash. is in shooting costume, with high boots and a felt hat with a feather in it. He is a long, lank, sinewy personage, with matted hair and beard, and a loud voice. His appearance gives no precise clue to his age, but he is no longer young.'']

[Pounces upon the ] Is this a way to receive strangers, hey? You scamper away with your tail between your legs—as if you had the devil at your heels.

[Calmly, without answering him.] Has Mr. Ulfheim arrived by the steamer?